Disclaimer: The Three Lights, the Sailor Starlights, all other Sailor Soldiers mentioned (unless otherwise stated) and Sailor Moon are created and copyrighted by Takeuchi Naoko and owned by Kodansha publishing and TOEI Animation, Inc. This is a fanfiction meant to entertain, but not meant to make a profit. This story is © 2002 by me, Seito no Senshi (Seishi Kou). Plagiarizing will *not* be tolerated, and those who do so will deal with me.

Seiya: Oh, Scaaaaary...

Seishi: Thanks a lot! *walks away muttering* 'Disclaimer stuffer-upperer!'































Craziness


The door slammed open. Tenoh Haruka stormed in, scowling furiously. Followed shortly by Seiya Kou, a grin on his face.
"Michi-chan-"


The pair of hands stopped typing, and the owner of them looked slowly up into an angry pair of brown eyes.
Yaten gulped.
"Konnichiwa, Seishi-chan!" she chirped brightly. The short, shoujo glared at her muse.
"What the heck are you doing on my compy?!" she demanded. Yaten pouted.
"Sei-chaaaan….." she crossed her arms and sat down on the green sofa next to the compy.
"You know that you're not supposed to be on it when I'm not around!" wailed the girl. Yaten stared at her.
"Okaasan would have a fit if she saw you here!" Seishi- sometimes known as Seito no Senshi- stared at the computer.
"What are you writing?" Yaten smirked at the question.
"Well, you see…" she grinned slyly, and Seishi glared at her.
"What did Seiya do this time?" Yaten scowled.
"That bakayarou messed up my favourite shirt!" Seishi sweat dropped.
"Ok…." Yaten glared at her once again. "That was a very bad thing to do!" she hurriedly said. Yaten nodded, satisfied.
"So why are you writing a fic?" she asked curiously. Once again, that sly smile appeared.
"Seiya doesn't like Haruka. Haruka doesn't like Seiya." Seishi stared at her muse, uncomprehending. "Seiya and Haruka are butch." The look of realization slowly dawned on Seishi's face.
"You're…. not going to," she stammered. Yaten smiled proudly.
"Hai!" she giggled. "I'm writing a Seiya/Haruka fic!" Yaten sat down at the computer again.
"Now leave! Nothing is going to stop me from exacting my revenge!" Seishi had a half eyed stare on her face as she asked the next question.
"How is this revenge?" Yaten sighed, and scrolled up the Microsoft word file.

CRAZINESS:
Written by Seiya Kou.


Seishi stared at the title.
"Haruka is going to throw a fit." Images of what would happen floated through their minds.
"Seiya would never do something like this." Once again, Yaten gestured to the title.

CRAZINESS:
Written by Seiya Kou.

Dedicated to: Tenoh Haruka. Because the look on your face will be worth the pretty blue marks on my face when you read this.

Seishi looked at Yaten.
"What is this rated?"
"NC-17." Seishi gasped.
"But now that you're here, its going to be lowered down to PG-13." Yaten sighed.

Haruka stared in delight at Seiya as she dived off the board, and into the pool. It was perfect, the way her sleek body met the water with a resounding splash. Haruka longed to run her hands-

"Ahem." Yaten coughed. Seishi stopped reading.
"You're making Haruka sound…."
"That's the point. Haruka hates Seiya."
"Its not much of a revenge." Seishi minimized the window.
"Yeah, but the content should be enough." Yaten and Seishi both sniggered.
"Well….." Yaten looked pointedly at Seishi.
"…….." the shoujo, fan of the Starlights, stealer of the Three Lights, admirer of Naoko-sama, jumped up.
"Nani??" asked Yaten. "What are you doing?!" she demanded.
"This." Seishi grinned, and held up a pen. An ordinary pen, but that's just looks….
Yaten's eyes widened.
"Authoress Star Power!! Make Up!" Seishi, transformed. A fuku, cross between the Starlights and Galaxia's appeared, replacing the neat shirt and jeans.
Seito no Senshi, the Sailor Senshi 'without a proper name,'-at least one that followed proper naming traditions- pushed Yaten off the computer chair and sat down. Her face was grim. The Soldier of the Stars, Students, and of the Path of Life was a force to be reckoned with.
"I am helping you write this." She said. Her trusty furry purple notes book sat on the computer moniter.
"Demo-" protested Yaten.
"Oh, just write the hentai scenes when I am not around." Seito wrinkled her nose.
"Ok…" Yaten nodded.

The Starlights were lounging about.

Yaten: Why that is a wonderful start Seito! -.-
Seito: Shut up Yaten, I was just barely getting started.
Yaten: How about-


Sailor Star Healer, the Soldier of delicacy was sprawled gracefully in an armchair.

Seito: Can you sprawl gracefully?
Yaten: -.-


Her two companions were in the middle of an 'intriguing' game of chess.

Seito: That has happened so many times…. Always a game of chess….
Yaten: Ok then. *backspaces then types something else*


Her two companions were in the middle of an 'intriguing' game of Black Jack.

Seito: I don't know how to play that.
Yaten: Neither do I.


Star Fighter was winning…
"I win!" she crowed. Star Maker shrugged lazily.
"Blackjack is a game designed to-" Maker rattled off some technical terms.

Yaten: -.- Neither of us can 'think' of anything good to say….
Seito: ^^;; Yeah….


Fighter and Healer stared at her for a moment, identical looks of confusion on their faces. Maker sweat dropped.
"Never mind." She sighed.

Seito: This is going nowhere. Let's just cut to the chase.
Yaten: Yeah. Going nowhere is your job.
Seito: Hey!
Yaten: Memories, Seito-chan, Memories.


Fighter opened her mouth to say something. Her sapphire eyes had a look in them… She was craving something.
"I am in serious need of a hamburger." She dropped the cards and stared at the ceiling longingly.
"And mental help," muttered Healer.

Seito and Yaten: *snigger* ^^;;

Fighter glared at her.
"Shut up, midget!"

Yaten: Seito-chan, that wasn't fair!
Seito: ^^; Gomen ne!


Fighter sighed once again.
"Go get one then," said Maker, surprised at this sudden remark.
"The hamburgers here taste like dung." Fighter shivered. "I want one from Earth…" her face went dreamy.
"Well!" Healer and Maker said simultaneously. "Let's go to Earth then!"
"But what about the Princess?!" demanded Fighter. Healer sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Fighter-baka, she's coming with us!"
"But what all the affairs?!"
"They can come with us! We'll just work on them while we're on Earth!"
"But what about the planet?!"
"Kinmokusei can come with us!" Healer stopped and sweat dropped. Fighter and Maker had identical half eyed stares on their faces.
"Ok. Kinmokusei can't. Let's just go!" she shrieked, jumping out. Healer-sama raced out the door.

Seito: -.- 'Sama' you say.
Yaten: Hai. 'Sama' I say.


"I have got to pack my bags!" she called back. Fighter sweat dropped.
"Is the caviar here really that bad?" she wondered.
"Yes!" they heard Healer's answer from the other side of the palace.
"I think they taste the same." Maker had the same look as Fighter on her face.
"That stuff tastes like manure." Fighter said aloud what both thought. "Not that I know what manure tastes like."
"Hurry up and pack your damn bags!" Healer burst in once again, lugging twenty suitcases. Her two fellow Senshi wondered how such a tiny girl could carry such a large amount of objects.

Yaten: Because I am Sailor Star Healer.
Seito: -.- And you are the best?
Yaten: ^^ Hai!
Seito: -.-


"What in the name of Kakyuu-sama is that?" demanded Fighter.
"My clothes." Healer had her Look on. The 'say-anything-and-die' look. Fighter 'eeped' and phased to her own room.
"Maker….?" A moment later, Maker followed suit.

"Healer, why are all your bags packed?" asked Kakyuu curiously as she walked in. Healer smiled sweetly at her Purinsesu.
"We're visiting Earth…. Onegai?" she gazed pleadingly at her Princess. Kakyuu frowned.
"What about me?"
"You're coming."
"What about the affairs?"
"They can burn in the fiery pits of my toaster."

Yaten: -.- Toaster?
Seito: ^^;; Yeah, we're not allowed to say 'hell' in school.
Yaten: -.-


"Kinmokusei?"
"Um… we'll be back soon!" Fighter and Maker appeared at that moment, both panting with the effort from packing so quickly at such short notice.
"Yay!" cheered Healer.
"Why do you want to go to Earth?"
"I wanted a burger." Fighter used her cute eyes on Kakyuu.
"Oooh……"
"Let's go!" the Starlights grabbed their Princess' hand and then teleported out.
"My cloooooooooothes!!"
Maker phased back in a moment later, grabbed a few of Kakyuu's robes and dresses, then phased out again.

There was a note taped to the doors of the Starlights.
Have gone to Earth. Will be back soon.

Seito and Yaten leaned back, stretching their arms.
"That, was a start…"
"It was so Out of Character…" muttered Seito. She and Yaten leaned forward and stared at the compy screen for a moment.
"It'll have to do." Both sighed and leaned back once again.
"Hey! We're home!" Both glanced at each other in horror, then at the screen as they heard Seiya's voice bounce off the walls.
"I bring…. Hamburgers!!" both face vaulted.
"Talk about déjà vu…" muttered Yaten.
"What ever that means…" Seito sighed.
"Where is Seishi?" Seiya was nearer. Once again, Yaten and Seishi exchanged horrified looks.
"Save it!" they howled. Both dived forward.
"Itai!" they shouted as their heads hit each others.
"Quick Seito!" hissed Yaten. The girl shot forward, and hit 'Save As.'
"Fanfiction #16…." Seito quickly hit 'Save,' then shut the window. Just in time, as Seiya marched in wielding a plastic bag.
"Hamburgers!" Seito brightly said. Seiya frowned.
"Why are you transformed?" he asked. Seito laughed nervously.
"I had to practice my Authoress Powers on…."
"Memories! Wrote the next chapter!" Yaten nodded quickly. Seiya frowned as both nodded their heads at a super fast rate.
"Right…. Can I see?" Seito made a squeaking noise.
"It's- not- ready!"
"But you let Yaten!" Seiya pouted.
"That's because I wasn't out shopping and pigging out on burgers!" Yaten stood, stuck her nose in the air and marched out. Seito and Seiya stared at her back, then at each other.
"She is such a girl." Seito laughed nervously and scratched her head.
"... Duh..."
"What?" she demanded. Seiya stared pointedly at her fuku.
"Oh." Grinning like the Chesire cat, Seito reverted back into Seishi.
"I have to go practice my piano!" she gave Seiya a peck on the cheek, before grinning cheerfully and running out.
"..."